Bleed American, my
darlings,bleed greed and misplaced patriotismupon your
heritage linensreeking of daydreams and frivolities;I can't
tell you that it's wrongto view the wounds of others
socomplacently,molehills out of mountainsa half a world
away.

Bleed American, my
darlings,because the world is much too cruelfor such as you
to prosper;tedium's so painful,so sadistic a distraction of
the sensesas to rob you of the luxuriesyou crave.What's
the point of livingjust to be alive?

Bleed American, my
darlings,bleed Perrier and gasoline,pedigrees and wedding
rings;do Americans in uniformbleed American as well as you?